[b]Cedric and Ethan[/b]

[b]"Oh! But that's half the fun, Ms. Bell!"[/b] Cedric exclaimed, grinning to himself. With a sly smile, his eyes moved over to Sam. [b]"You... would be so kind as to give me the honors? I'm not sure I'm deserving of such a gift..."[/b] He spoke, his grin growing. For this moment, Cedric looked much akin to a snake, a sly and cowardly predator, slithering his way around. 

With his head held high, he walked over to Sam and grinned, closing his eyes. Cedric lifted a hand to put under Sam's chin. [b]"See... If they don't get back up, then the game is over and the toy becomes useless and broken. And it's a pain trying to get a new one."[/b] He explained, moving Sam's head from side to side, as if to look at him. [b]"See... Though he's been put through our hellish toyings, he's still chipper as the day you got him. A rather strong toy, I do believe."[/b] He continued, removing his hand from Sam's chin. [b]"Now... How to punish..."[/b] Cedric turned, thinking. 

[b]"Oh! I know!"[/b] He called out and then, without warning, spun around, kicking out his leg to catch Sam's. The poor fool fell to the ground with a rather loud thud but no one would come to help once they saw the face of Cedric and Tarisa, both of which looked to be enjoying this far too much. [b]"Now, for right now... Why don't you just stay as you are... Like dirt. You know... I'm beginning to think that you look a lot like dirt... I think... I might... [i]mistake you for it.[/i]"[/b] Cedric spoke, his words smooth and calculated. His smile faded as he lifted his shoe and pressed it down on Sam's face, careful to not put enough pressure to cut or bruise anything. 

[b]"My, my... Ms. Bell. What a dirty toy you have. I think it might require some cleaning. [i]Dog[/i]."[/b] Cedric began, calling out for his Knight. Ethan was there within seconds, standing straight as a pin to wait for directions. [b]"Go fetch us a mop bucket. The floor is covered in dirt."[/b] He commanded, grinning down a Sam once again.

Without so much as peep, Ethan turned and walked around to search for the mop bucket Cedric wanted. A few moments later, he was walking back, bucket and mop in hand. [b]"Here, sir."[/b] He spoke curtly. 

[b]"Good."[/b] He sang, turning to Tarisa. [b]"Would you like to have the honors? After all, cleaning up the toy is the owner's duty, am I wrong?"[/b] He asked, smiling sweetly to her.